river - bts

六

i sat down, looking off into the distance. glancing at the green skies and ominous black waters. it always seemed normal to me. the smell of cigarettes in the air, puffing out the white smoke.

"jimin."

someone spoke out my name in a serious way, like always. i looked back and smirked, looking into his mysterious eyes. who knew what he was going to do next, he was unpredictable.

"hello taehyung, sit down-" i patted my hand at a space next to me, motioning him to place himself next to me, not anywhere else.

"alright-" he responded with an uncertain tone as he set himself down. i still stared into him as he grabbed a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"did you snitch yoongi?" taehyung asked, blowing out white smoke towards my face. i smiled and took it all in.

"no, i'm not in the mood." i mentioned.

"well, good. namjoon hasn't been in the best mood either. you got two assholes who hate you."

"i think everybody in this fucking house hates me."

he put his arm around me, scotching closer to my body. he started rubbing my neck with his fingers, for some odd reason. i never understood his affection. what was the reason?

"i don't hate you..." he whispered.

"yeah.. obviously." i rested my head on his shoulder. it made me uncomfortable, but all i wanted to do was make him happy.

i stared off into the distance, breathing in deeply, one breath at a time. i tapped my fingers on the floor, laughing silently.

"what's wrong with you?" he smacked the back of my head and moved away from me.

"i'm done with your affection!" i didn't want to make him happy anymore. i changed my beliefs too fast.

"what do you want then?" he pushed me a tiny bit.

"i want you-" i whispered as i pressed my lips onto his. my heart dropped to my stomach, not because i was blushing, but because i was afraid of his reaction. i was full of lust.

he pushed me away from me lightly. i wasn't mad at him, that shows that he isn't upset, but he doesn't really want it. he took another cigarette and blew out, staring off.

"sorry i'm just-"

"don't apologize." he interrupted me by grabbing onto my hands. i wanted to pull away, but i also wanted it so bad. i wanted taehyung.

"i'm stressed about him."

"yeah.. uh.. who's taking care of him?"

"no idea, it might be yoongi. that prick." i hissed.

"you don't deserve yoongi-"

"anyway-" i took the cigarette out of his mouth and placed it in mine, blowing out some smoke.

"i don't think things in the other place are doing so well..."

"oh yeah... i'm getting bad vibes."

"well... let's just wait and see what happens.. it will be hilarious if they came here." i laughed.

"do you want them too?" he asked.

"yes, to scare them. forever."